After some days, you wake up, again, then you see someone familiar, it's Paul Allen? You want to say hello but then you see that he's busy with work with some guys dressed like him and you just take your order, you met him a few time ago when he gave you a tip when he came to Barcadia, that was nice.
Later, when you finished your work you went to the grocery store to buy some things and saw Paul with Patrick, you were in the window saying "hello" but they didn't notice you, so you went home.
After an hours you were being called, you picked up the phone, it was Patrick, but he was anxious. "Hey, ____?" He said "Yes, it's something wrong?" "Yes, I was with Paul at my house and...I did it, he... His fucking business card..." He was screaming "hey, don't worry, I'll be there in a minute, where do you live?".
After some minutes you came there, you were confused, you didn't know what did he do, you entered the house and everything was clean and Paul wasn't there.
-Umm, what happened? -you said
-Paul is dead -he said
-What? Nah, you're joking -you said laughing
He seemed serious, he wasn't joking.
-How happened? -you asked serious
-He had a better Business card than mines -he was angry
-What? What does that even mean? -you asked in shock
-It means that his business card is better than mines, his body is in the closet
You looked at the closet, you knew that if he was right, he just committed a murder, but if he wasn't right, it's would be an awesome joke.
You get closer to the closet and opened slowly with your eyes closed, you were praying for Paul not being dead in the closet, and then you opened your eyes and...
There was nothing.
-Patrick, there's nothing in here... -you looked at him
-No way! He was just here! Do you think someone can survive without some parts of his brain? -he looked worried
-look, we can't do anything and I still don't know if this is a joke, but, sleep and we'll talk tomorrow, okay?
-But Paul Allen-
-He is probably at his house, don't worry, sleep.
- I checked, HE'S NOT.
-calm down, he'll be at someone's home, please, we'll talk about this tomorrow, I don't know what to do now.
-okay, see you tomorrow I guess.
You went out of his house, then you noticed a man was chasing you, you started to go faster, then you were running. When the man lost you, you went to your house and take a bath, you started to think about all that happened...
Patrick said that he killed Paul, but, Paul wasn't in Patrick's house, you don't know what to do, but, you know something is wrong with Patrick.
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Hi guys, I just wanted to say that I wasn't expecting that a lot of people was reading this, and btw my first language isn't English so idk if I'm making any grammar mistakes so, sorry for that ;;
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Business Card /Patrick Bateman x Male Reader (American Phycho)
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